I think (and we'll say it very, very quietly) that maybe the worst of winter is over. Mud season has commenced. One thing that hasn't changed is that we still seem to be a destination for a small herd of deer. The other day there were 6 way in the back. Yesterday, there were 5 in the front yard. They were so close that I couldn't get a picture of all of them at once.
Even though it has not been long since we had to say goodbye to Gypsy, we just couldn't stand it and commenced looking for a new dog. This is Magic. She originally came from a shelter in Kentucky and has been fostered up here for a almost 3 weeks. She's supposed to be a 2-year-old, 42-lb. cattle dog mix and that seems as good as any other guess, maybe a bit of boxer? Magic is a bit cautious and timid right now, but then who can blame her with all the changes in her life? She is warming up quickly to us and is showing signs of wanting to please us. We'll be spending quite a lot of time obedience training her (she just doesn't know much) and what an invisible fence is. Magic does seem to be quite smart, so neither will be much of an effort, I'm thinking.
